firstworldproblem | IC Inbox (Imeeji)

[He's not even going to text, just show up at BiT dorm on the reasonable assumption Emet is there bc where else would he be and go knock on his door.]

[He will be and will open the door.]

Ah, Hythlodaeus. Come in.

[And he does move aside for him.]

Hey, Hades.

[He does come in, but once Emet closes the door Levity just instantly pivots around to step closer and put his forehead against Emet's shoulder wordlessly.]

[He wraps his arms around him.]

Is aught amiss?

[He hugs him back, tightly, his body tense.]

Everything.

[Too bad Levity isn't small like Five or Cosmo so he can just pick him up, but he does lead him into his room.]

A soft bed and a warm drink might help make it feel less overwhelming.

[He could have been smaller but aren't you glad to have one person in your friend circle that doesn't make your posture worse?

Levity nods, still quiet, holding onto Emet's arm as he follows him. There's a sense that he wants to say something, a kind of tension that only grows when he fails to find the words. But eventually, he manages to ask.]

Can I stay here tonight? With... you, and Lahabrea...

Of course. You are welcome any time.

[He does sit him on the couch or the bed while he makes him cocoa.]

[He draws his feet up once he sits down, curling up, staring at the floor while Emet makes the cocoa. There's still a lot of tension and exhaustion to him... but the reason becomes apparent soon enough.]

...I want to go home.

You do have a wish. Though I do hope we can collaborate on this.

[He shakes his head, slowly raising his hands to bury his face in them, shoulders tense and breath speeding up. He's... definitely going to cry.]

I don't... I want...

[...for all of this to never have happened, to not have to sell his soul to whoever runs this place just to get back the chance at peaceful life that should never have been taken away in the first place, without even any true guarantee there won't be steeper and steeper price to pay to keep it that way.]

Hythlodeaus.

[He wraps his arms around him and kisses his head.]

Tell me. What thoughts are circling in your head?

[He doesn't answer for a time. It seems like this is a matter of emotion rather than logic; Levity tenses in Emet's arms but presses closer against him, still fighting against his own tears. When he answers, his voice is pained and choked.]

I feel as though--I can't take it, Hades... All of this--

[ding dong turns out trauma feels bad!]

Shhh.

[He kisses his forehead.]

Close your eyes. Cry if you must. 'Tis no shame in it. Take a deep breathe. It may seem overbearing, insurmountable right at this moment, but do not lose hope. Not all is lost.

[He nods mutely, wrapping his arms around Emet tightly, hiding in the embrace... and at first he's just tense, but soon enough he starts crying quietly, almost silently, like he doesn't have the strength to do anything else.]

[He pets his back softly offering soothing words every now and again.]

It is alright. To feel overwhelmed. To worry. To doubt. But take comfort that others are with you. You are not alone, my friend.

[Emet's soothing gestures seem to help, though it takes some time for Levity to calm down somewhat. He doesn't raise his head, staying hidden in the hug.]

... It's all so wrong.

I would be the last person to argue that with you.

You need not be composed, Hythlodaeus, nor alright. Just stay here and soak up the comfort you need.

[He will just... take that offer, then. He shifts to be more comfortable but still refuses to let go of Emet, sniffling occasionally.]

...can I stay the night?

Of course.

I'm afraid all of my pajamas are devoid of soft ears and fuzzy feet. Though I imagine you will make do.

[He smiles weakly.]

...what an oversight. Perhaps I shall buy you some later.

[He brushes his hair with his fingers.]

I do have fur blankets. Perhaps you can get creative.

But I think a nice soak in a bath would help, too.

[that

would actually be really good, yeah.]

...Mm. It sounds very nice.

[He tugs him towards the bathroom. It's large and luxurious just like everything in this room. Lahabrea did good. He starts a extra warm bath with soaps and scents and gives him a fluffy bathrobe.]

Go soak. I'll wash your hair.

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